My Dad's Bestfriend novel Chapter 27

Evelyn

For the first time in my life, I despised the sheer size of my father's mansion. The damn thing was so massive that even climbing the stairs felt like traversing the entire country. I kid you not. Those ridiculously long flights of stairs were a struggle, especially when I was in a rush to catch up with the devil himself. Usually, it never felt like a challenge, but today was different.

When I finally reached the top, my breaths came out in heavy gasps, reminiscent of someone who had just finished running a marathon.

The floor stretched before me, vacant and devoid of any signs of the man who seemed to have vanished into thin air like a magician. Well...he did have his moments of magic, but not in this instance. If you know what I mean.

As my eyes futilely searched for any trace of him, my ears picked up the faint sound of footsteps

I turned to the left, following the sound, and soon enough, I spotted the devil walking through the long corridor.

For a moment, I contemplated calling out his name, but my bizarre curiosity got the better of me. Some inexplicable desire to remain hidden for a little longer took hold, and I trailed behind him like a spy shadowing a dangerous criminal.

My brows furrowed as I observed his measured steps. He seemed oblivious to my presence, showing no signs of suspicion or glancing back, which was a relief for my covert mission.

Thank goodness. So far, I remained undetected.

He made a turn, and I quickened my pace to catch up, only to find myself in an empty corridor.

What the heck!

Jacob had vanished once again.

Perplexed, I looked around, feeling like a lost puppy. How was this possible?

Could it be that he had somehow noticed me?

Nah, I'm too smart for that. He couldn't have...

Before I could finish my thought, a hand shot out from behind a pillar, gripping my arm, and I found myself forcefully pressed against the nearest wall.

A gasp escaped my lips, and my eyebrows shot up in surprise as confusion washed over me.

Okay, maybe I am not that smart.

"Well...hello, my love," he said, a mischievous smirk playing on his tempting lips, revealing that he had been aware of my presence all along.

"Well...care to enlighten me about your plan?" I retorted, mimicking his tone.

"No specific plan," he shrugged, moving closer, his hand sliding down to my waist as he pinned me against the wall. Heat radiated from his body against mine as his nose trailed along my neck, causing the hair on my skin to stand on end like sharp needles.

"There has to be something," I managed to speak up, "First, you sneak up here, undetected. Then, you vanish despite knowing I was following you. And now, you're here, trapping me in these strong, muscular arms like a kidnapper. All of this can't be for nothing. So either you tell me, or I head downstairs right now."

"Well, it seems I have underestimated you," he chuckled, exhaling softly. "You're quite observant."

"Yes, I always have been," I pressed my lips together, squinting my eyes at him, studying him as if he were a thief or a rogue who had committed a serious offence, "Now, tell me what's going on in that mind of yours and why you're here when the party is downstairs?"